Forbidden Jessies Game Pt 03

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Friday arrived, but rather than looking forward to the weekend, David felt anxious. He was dreading the three of them in the house for two days straight. Jessie liked to push his buttons, not to mention her mother's. David wondered if she'd be disciplined enough to keep their secrets, even if she never decided to divulge them on purpose.

To his relief, Jessie didn't come home after school. When he mentioned it to Meredith, she reminded him that she and Finn had a date that evening, and that she'd already informed them that she'd likely be staying at his apartment for the night. The thought of having the house to themselves for the evening gave David some peace of mind. In fact, after the previous evening's short lived lovemaking session with Meredith, he was eager for a chance to redeem himself. As ashamed as he was about his encounter with Jessie, ever since he'd gotten caught snooping through her room, he'd felt hornier than he'd been in years.

He made a nice dinner for the two of them. Afterwards, they opened a bottle of wine and settled onto the plush sofa to watch a movie. Meredith seemed exhausted from work, but he hoped that she would come around after a drink or two. Unfortunately, between the wine and the lacklustre choice of movie, his wife quickly fell asleep on the sofa next to him, her head resting on his shoulder as she snored softly. David glanced at the clock and saw that it was almost 10 p.m. He gently nudged her in hopes there might still be a chance for sex, but the moment she awoke, she yawned and said she was going to bed. As he watched her climb the stairs, he knew it would only be for sleep.

He poured himself another glass of wine. After ten minutes of trying to think about anything other than how horny he was, he finally gave in and opened his laptop.

He clicked open his go-to porn site. His screen immediately populated with dozens of racy thumbnails. None of the images nor titles resembled the vanilla intercourse he and Meredith typically shared. He opened the categories menu and scanned the dozens of choices. He hovered over the 'Teens' tag for several seconds, feeling disgusted with himself. It occurred to him that if he clicked it, there would be no going back. He saw a disclaimer saying that all girls in the videos were over eighteen. His cock twitched impulsively and he finally made his selection.

The page loaded dozens of clips. On the sidebar was a list of sub-categories. He felt his heart race as his eyes fell onto "Stepdaughter." Without hesitation, he clicked it. His stomach was in knots as he looked at the thumbnails and descriptions, the guilt already weighing down on him. Still, his cock was rapidly hardening and lengthening inside of his boxers. He scrolled a bit until one clip caught his eye. Though the man in the thumbnail looked nothing like David, the young girl had large breasts. More importantly, she had pink hair, though several shades darker than Jessie's. David took a deep breath and pressed play.

The scene began with the young, pink-haired girl sprawled across a couch. David could see that the actress was easily in her twenties, but her costume and body language suggested someone younger. The man in the scene, who looked to be in his fifties, was massaging her feet while they watched television together. The girl would occasionally let out a quiet moan as he rubbed them. Soon the man became bolder and began to work his way up her leg, slowly inching towards her inner thigh. The girl's moans became more frequent and more pronounced as the man's hand proceeded to its destination.

David couldn't help but imagine Jessie in the girl's place, moaning under his touch. His cock throbbed painfully. He reached down to adjust himself.

The scene on the screen played out in front of him, but all David could see was Jessie. He squeezed the bulge in his pants and began to lightly stroke himself over top of the fabric. The girl in the video stood up and removed her clothes, revealing her petite but curvy figure and large breasts; the man followed suit. David felt a strange disappointment to find her nipples were not pierced.

Despite knowing it was just he and his wife home, he instinctively glanced around the room before standing up and shuffling his pants and underwear to his knees. He sat back down and pulled a small blanket from the arm of the sofa to cover himself. Then he resumed jerking his cock. Ordinarily, he wouldn't take the risk of masturbating in the living room, but Jessie was away, and he was confident that Meredith would make some noise if she were to wake up and head downstairs. He knew the sound of every squeaky and creaky floorboard by heart, not to mention door hinges; while Jessie had successfully snuck up on him in the past, Meredith had never once displayed such skill.

He continued jerking off, but slowly, in no hurry to finish. The stepdaughter was on her knees, licking up and down the man's shaft while he groaned and ran his hands through her hair. David closed his eyes and rested his head against the back of the sofa as he imagined himself in the man's position, with Jessie's eager mouth wrapped around his cock. He thought about her pink lips wrapped around him, her tongue swirling around the tip, before taking him fully in her mouth and sucking hard. He wondered briefly if she was good at it; in his mind, he imagined she was an expert -- so much of one that her fictitious efforts elicited a very real moan from her stepfather. He felt his cock twitch in his hand and knew he was close to cumming.

He didn't have the volume turned up loud, but he somehow didn't hear the key turning in the door. It wasn't until he heard the click of the latch and saw the front door swing open that he was shaken from his fantasy. Panic washed over him; fueled by adrenaline, he slammed his laptop shut just as Jessie pushed the door shut behind her. She spotted him immediately. They locked eyes from across the room; the awkward silence seemed to last forever.

David tried to slowly slide the laptop up his lap to cover his erection, which was trying to poke through the blanket. He cleared his throat and tried to make his voice sound casual, but it came out as more of a squeak than anything. "Uh, hey Jessie."

She raised an eyebrow at him. "What are you watching? Porn?"

"What? No, I was just -- watching TV" He glanced at the TV screen, and cringed when he realized just how bad of a lie it was. The display showed only a screensaver.

"Uh huh," she said, flashing him a knowing smile and sauntering over to the sofa. She sat down next to him and placed a hand on his thigh. "and what if I don't believe you?"

Her touch sent a jolt of electricity through him. He felt his cock jump under the blanket. Jessie saw the movement, and her smile grew wider.

"Jessie --" David started. He didn't dare look her in the eyes. As he lowered his head, he saw his cock twitch twice more, as if trying to escape the confines of the blanket.

Before David could stop her, Jessie grabbed his laptop and stood up. He instinctively started to get up, reaching out to grab it back, but the moment the blanket over his lap began to slide off, he quickly sat back down and resecured it over his erection. He knew it was pointless; the tent was unmistakable.

Jessie stared down at his lap, smirking. "Pull your pants up and follow me," she ordered, turning on her heels and disappearing into the kitchen.

David hesitated, unsure of what to do, then quickly scrambled to pull his pants up. When he got to the kitchen he saw the sliding patio door was wide open, the evening breeze rustling the sheer white curtains. He slipped outside and slid the door closed behind him.

"Sit down, David," Jessie said. She was sitting at the patio table with one hand resting on his laptop in front of her.

David sat down. He cursed himself for allowing Jessie to get the upper hand again.

She sat opposite him, studying him intently through the dim light of the moon. "Do you want to tell me what you were watching? Or should I just check for myself?"

"Jessie, please, just give me back my laptop," he replied, trying to sound firm.

Jessie grinned, clearly enjoying the power she held over him. She flipped the computer open. David felt his pulse quicken as the light from the screen illuminated her face. Her mouth opened in surprise before slowly morphing into a wide grin.

"I knew it!" she exclaimed. "You're such a perv."

She clicked play. David let out a low groan.

"Oh -- my -- god!" Jessie exclaimed. "Stepdaughter porn? Holy shit." She raised her hand to cover her mouth, as if trying to hide her shock, but the glint in her eyes wasn't one of surprise.

David wanted to crawl under a rock and die. He watched Jessie's expression change as she took in the scene before her -- to one that did, in fact, betray some surprise. David couldn't see the screen from his angle, but he heard slurping and gagging sounds emanating from the laptop's speakers.

Jessie's eyes were fixed on the screen. "Is this girl...? She has pink hair. Jesus." She shook her head slowly and closed the laptop. She stared at him for a full minute before shifting uncomfortably in her seat. The silence was deafening.

"Jessie, listen..." David began to feel cold sweat trickle down his back. "I don't know why that's -- okay, I mean I know why it's on there, but -- I didn't -- I would never --"

Jessie laughed out loud. "Christ, David, get ahold of yourself. I get it: you're a perv. It's okay. It's kind of pathetic... but I guess kind of hot." She looked at him thoughtfully for several seconds before reaching for her pack of cigarettes. "I'll tell you what we're going to do: I'm going to light up a cigarette. You are going to take your cock out and stroke it while I smoke. Now, if you can hold off on cumming until I'm finished my cigarette, then I'm going to do exactly what that girl in the video was doing to... her stepfather, was it?" Jessie shuddered, but grinned at the same time. It hadn't taken her long at all to regain her footing and turn the tables.

David was beyond shocked. He thought about protesting -- telling her how ridiculous that was and that he wasn't going to play any such games with her -- but then he imagined her lips wrapped around his cock, expertly sucking him off just like the girl in the video. He knew it was deplorable, but the thought was too enticing to resist.

"Are you serious?" he asked, his voice trembling.

Jessie raised an eyebrow. "Dead serious," she said, placing a cigarette between her lips. She lit it up, inhaled deeply, and then slowly exhaled a cloud of smoke upward into the night air. She looked at him expectantly.

David hesitated, torn between the guilt and shame that gnawed at his conscience and the burning desire that surged through his veins. He looked down at his lap, where his cock had been straining against his pants the entire time.

"Come on, take it out," she said, alternating between smirking and blowing smoke rings into the air. "The offer expires soon. I've already gotten a head start, which gives you an unfair advantage."

Disgusting as he knew it was -- and

he

was -- David couldn't bring himself to pass up such an opportunity. He stood and apprehensively unbuttoned his pants. He paused for just a second, looking at her, trying to figure out if she was serious, or if she was planning on reneging as soon as he'd embarrassed himself enough to satisfy her. He got no definitive answer, which only highlighted the depths to which he'd sunk; he pulled down both his pants and his underwear, releasing his throbbing cock.

"Come closer," she instructed him, holding the cigarette between her delicate fingers.

He took a step forward until their legs touched, then looked down at her. His breath was shallow and rapid; adrenaline was rushing through his body. Jessie reached out and ran her manicured nails along the length of his shaft, sending a shiver down his spine. "Now stroke it."

David wrapped his hand around his shaft and did as she'd bade him. He could feel how sensitive it already was, and realized he might not last long at all.

"Don't take your eyes off of me, David," she said. She brought the cigarette to her lips and took a long pull. She held the smoke in her lungs for a moment before ever-so-slowly releasing it in a thin stream from the corner of her mouth.

David bit his bottom lip as he very slowly stroked his cock. The video he'd watched had gotten him very close to the edge, and watching Jessie smoking right there in front of him as he jerked off pushed him dangerously close to exploding.

Jessie took another drag and swallowed the ball of smoke. Holding it in, she slowly licked her lips before exhaling high into the dark sky. She looked at the half-finished cigarette and then back at him. "Now that I think about it, this hardly seems fair. I think you're purposely going slow, holding back until I'm done, aren't you? You'd do anything to have that little cock in my mouth, wouldn't you?"

Her choice of words stung, but he tried to ignore the insult and continued to stroke.

"Yeah, I think I need to change the rules of our little game." Jessie reached out and slapped David's hand away from his cock. It danced in front of her for a moment before she wrapped her delicate fingers around the shaft. David's breath hitched as she began to jerk him off, her movements slow and deliberate.

"There, that's better.

Now

let's see if you can hold out." She took another cheek-hollowing drag from her cigarette. With her eyes still locked on his, she formed an o shape with her mouth, then blew the thick stream of smoke directly onto David's cock.

He felt the heat of her breath and the smoke surrounding his shaft. "Holy fuck," he whispered, the utterance one of profane reverence.  She continued to jerk him off, her grip tightening as she picked up the pace. David's breath grew heavy. He could feel his climax beginning to build in the base of his spine. He wanted so badly to hold out -- to win the opportunity to have her take him into her mouth -- but he knew immediately he wasn't going to last. His warning to her was a loud gasp. "Fuck Jessie, I'm going to--"

"Cum for me, David," she said, her voice low and seductive. "Cum for me right now." She took another draw from her cigarette, held the smoke in her lungs, and slowly let it out, the white stream enveloping his swollen cock.

Just as David's release began to overtake him, Jessie abruptly stopped stroking. Holding him at arms length away, she grasped the base of his shaft firmly and pointed the pulsing head towards her wide open mouth. With a hoarse cry, David felt his cock spasm, releasing the first projectile of creamy semen toward Jessie's inviting mouth. It arced in her direction, but fell short of her mouth, landing instead on the hem of her shirt. Despite Jessie's open mouth target, the next two spurts fell even shorter, landing on the concrete patio deck between them with a silent splat.

"Oh, my fuck!" David roared. He tried frantically to thrust his hips forward, desperate to see the lewd sight of his seed on her tongue. Jessie's arm remained locked in place, preventing him from getting any closer. She squeezed his cock even tighter and angled it upward for his final sprays. She looked up at David. Her eyes were wide and pleading, suggesting her desire for him to hit his mark. Even in the midst of his overpowering orgasm, David knew she was tormenting him.

He finally began to come down from the high of his intense finish. Jessie stared up at him and pouted dramatically, feigning disappointment. She shrugged her shoulders and released her grip from David's wilting shaft. She threw her finished cigarette onto the ground and stood up from her chair, her breasts brushing up the length of David's torso until they were face to face.

"That's too bad," she said woefully. "I really wanted you to cum in my mouth."

David couldn't speak. He still felt still dazed from what had just transpired. Jessie smiled innocently before giving him a peck on the cheek and retreating into the house.